I’d like to print my lipstick mark on his cheeks,Rather it stuck on his photo where it reached his soul and not his cheeksAnymore..When cherishing memories became Photographs,Tears made their trail as autographs.He wish to pacify me with a chill breeze,To make me calm and ease.We spoke the language of oursI miss the way youContinue reading “Heart Wrencher!!”
The time i wait for you ..
“May I come in?” asked the memories.
Ur memories are nightmare of my reality..Don’t trouble me feasting all the nights nd my sleepThere’s no other place that can hold our cherishing moments to keepAnd u haunt me with ur gestures nd habitsThat surrounds me… – Talkative girl